Orc War Party

"Hey.

Hey.

Hey."

"... will you shut up?!!"

"Hey.

Hey.

Hey. Crivass"

"WHAT?!" Crivass snapped exasperated to his comrade.

"..:Are you sure the wargs will be waiting?"

"Of course they will! They will wait for us in the clearing with the fir trees! Just as we agreed!"

"They better be. I don't want to walk all the way down to these villages we are going to raid, you know!"

"Of course I know! Neither I do! That's why I did this arrangement with the wargs!!"

"Ugrh. You shouldn't have renounced to all the meat, you know? You could have reserved us a patch as well. What would we eat otherwise after the battle?! Our rations?!! When there would be all that Man-flesh around?!!"

"The Man-Flesh would be for the wargs... and the the loot for us!"

"What sort of lame raid will be one where we can't feast in the flesh of our fallen ones?"

"A LAME raid where you DON'T HAVE TO WALK TO IT, you ungrateful bastard!!

Now, what are you waiting?! Cross now!" Crivass growled, as he crossed the trunk over the abyss.

"...I don't know orc... that doesn't seems very secure."

"Oh, come on! Hundred orcs crossed before you, so just do it!"

"And what if it breaks with the orc one hundred and one?"

"Then the world will pass out from one idiot! NOW CROSS OR MAKE ME BURN YOUR SOLES!!"

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A warband of Orcs coming down from their hideouts in the mountains, to meet their wargs allies and mounts, to tide down the Valley.

This was as well done on a meeting... but a longer meeting, and I had proper materials.

A meeting that went wrong
Ogres